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University  of  California  •  Berkeley 


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Sfedeton  in 


COPYRIGHT,  1876. 
BY  HENRY  W.   LONGFELLOW. 


of 


THE  ENGRAVINGS  ARE  BY  A.  V.  S.  ANTHONY, 

Under  whose  superintendence  the  book  is  prepared. 


ILLUMINATED  TITLE-PAGE 
THE  ROUND  TOWER 

"  I  was  a   Viking  old!"      . 

"  By  the  wild  Baltic's  strand, 
I,  with  my  childish  hand. 
Tamed  the  gerfalcon" 

<(  Oft  to  his  frozen  lair 
Tracked  I  the  grisly  bear  " 

"  Many  the  souls  that  sped, 
Many  the  hearts  that  hied, 
By  our  stern  orders  " 

"  Many  a  wassail-bout 

Wore  the  long   Winter  out " 


A  rtist. 

L.  S.  IPSEN. 
E.  A.  ABBEY. 
MARY  A.  HALLOCK. 

do. 
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"  Once  as  I  told  in  glee 
Tales  of  the  stormy  sea, 
Soft  eyes  did  gaze  on  me  "  ...      MARY  A.   HALLOCK. 

"  /  wooed  the  blue-eyed  maid, 

And  in  the  forest* s  shade 

Our  vows  were  plighted "    .          .          .          .  do. 

"  Loud  sang  the  minstrels  all, 

Chanting  his  glory"  .....  do. 

"  While  the  brown  ale  he  quaffed. 

Loud  then  the  champion  laughed'1''  .          .         .  do. 

"  Should  not  the  dove  so  white 
Follow  the  sea-mew* s  flight  ?"  .          .          .  do. 

"  On  the  white  sea-strand, 
Waving  his  armed  hand, 
Saw  we  old  Hildebrand, 

With  twenty  horsemen "  .          .         .  do. 

"  So  that  our  foe  we  saw 

Laugh  as  he  hailed  us "  .          .          .  do. 

"  Mid-ships  with  iron  keel 

Struck  we  her  ribs  of  steel "    .  do. 

"  So  toward  the  open  main 

Bore  I  the  maiden "  .          .          .          .          •  do. 

"  Cloud-like  we  saw  the  shore 

Stretching  to  leeward"   .          .          .          .          .  do. 


Time  dried  the  maiden's  tears  / 
She  had  forgot  her  fears, 
She  was  a  mother  " 

In  the  vast  forest  here, 
Clad  in  my  warlike  gear, 
Fell  1  upon  my  spear  " 


MARY  A.   HALLOCK. 


do. 


[The  emblematical  border  to  the  last  stanza  is  drawn  by  Miss   HALLOCK;  the  other 
borders  and  the  vignettes  and  illustrated  half-title  are  by  L.  S.  IPSEN. 


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THIS  Ballad  was  suggested  to  me  while  riding  on  the  sea- 
shore at  Newport.  A  year  or  two  previous  a  skeleton  had 
been  dug  up  at  Fall  River,  clad  in  broken  and  corroded  armor ; 
and  the  idea  occurred  to  me  of  connecting  it  with  the  Round 
Tower  at  Newport,  generally  known  hitherto  as  the  Old  Wind- 
mill, though  now  claimed  by  the  Danes  as  a  work  of  their  early 
ancestors.  Professor  Rafn,  in  the  Memoires  de  la  Societe  Royale 
des  Antlquaires  du  Nord,  for  1838—1839,  says:  — 

"  There  is  no  mistaking  in  this  instance  the  style  in  which  the 
more  ancient  stone  edifices  of  the  North  were  constructed,  —  the  style 
which  belongs  to  the  Roman  or  Ante-Gothic  architecture,  and  which, 
especially  after  the  time  of  Charlemagne,  diffused  itself  from  Italy  over 
the  whole  of  the  West  and  North  of  Europe,  where  it  continued  to 
predominate  until  the  close  of  the  twelfth  century,  —  that  style  which 
some  authors  have,  from  one  of  its  most  striking  characteristics,  called 
the  round  arch  style,  the  same  which  in  England  is  denominated  Saxon 
and  sometimes  Norman  architecture. 


"  On  the  ancient  structure  in  Newport  there  are  no  ornaments  re- 
maining, which  might  possibly  have  served  to  guide  us  in  assigning 
the  probable  date  of  its  erection.  That  no  vestige  whatever  is  found 
of  the  pointed  arch,  nor  any  approximation  to  it,  is  indicative  of  an 
earlier  rather  than  of  a  later  period.  From  such  characteristics  as 
remain,  however,  we  can  scarcely  form  any  other  inference  than  one, 
in  which  I  am  persuaded  that  all  who  are  familiar  with  Old-Northern 
architecture  will  concur,  THAT  THIS  BUILDING  WAS  ERECTED  AT  A  PE- 
RIOD DECIDEDLY  NOT  LATER  THAN  THE  TWELFTH  CENTURY.  This  re- 
mark applies,  of  course,  to  the  original  building  only,  and  not  to  the 
alterations  that  it  subsequently  received  ;  for  there  are  several  such 
alterations  in  the  upper  part  of  the  building  which  cannot  be  mis- 
taken, and  which  were  most  likely  occasioned  by  its  being  adapted  in 
modern  times  to  various  uses;  for  example,  as  the  substructure  of  a 
windmill,  and  latterly  as  a  hay  magazine.  To  the  same  times  may 
be  referred  the  windows,  the  fireplace,  and  the  apertures  made  above 
the  columns.  That  this  building  could  not  have  been  erected  for  a 
windmill,  is  what  an  architect  will  easily  discern." 

I  will  not  enter  into  a  discussion  of  the  point.  It  is  suffi- 
ciently well  established  for  the  purpose  of  a  ballad  ;  though 
doubtless  many  a  citizen  of  Newport,  who  has  passed  his  days 
within  sight  of  the  Round  Tower,  will  be  ready  to  exclaim, 
with  Sancho :  "  God  bless  me !  did  I  not  warn  you  to  have 
a  care  of  what  you  were  doing,  for  that  it  was  nothing  but  a 
windmill  ;  and  nobody  could  mistake  it,  but  one  who  had  the 
like  in  his  head." 


pj»peak!  speak!  tijou  fear^ 

ful  0uest! 

Mtljo,  toitt)  tt)£  tjoiloto  breast 
^tiJi  in  rutie  armor  fcrest, 

Comest  to  iaunt  me! 
Wrapt  not  in  €a0tern  bairns, 
But  toitl)  tt)^  fiesljJ^s!  palms 
,  as  if  asking  alms, 
Dost  ttjou  tjaunt 


3TJ)en,  from  tl)ose  rabernous 
flashes  seemei  to  rise, 

iutjen  tfje  jTJortijern  skies 

Cleam  in  ?Deeember; 

,  like  tlje  toaterfs  floto 
Unfcer  iDerember^s  snoto, 
Came  a  DuJi  boice  of  tooe 

Jrom  tlje  l)eartfs  Camber 


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Ill 
I  teas  a  Oiking 

beefcs,  ttjcwgt)  ntanifoiti, 
in  song  tjas 

taught  tijee! 
|  3Take  Ijeet),  tijat  in  tij|) 

iost  tije  tale  reijearise, 
lireali  a  fceali  man^  tur0e; 
tljis  I  saugljt 


"Oft  to  t)is  frozen  iair 
flTraekeli  I  ttje  0risJp  bear, 
IStljiJe  from  mt>  patl)  tije  Ijare 

like  a 
Oft  tljrougt)  ttje  forest  fcark 

tije  toere^tooJf^  bark, 
Until  ttje  soaring  lark 

from  tlje  meaioio. 


toljen  E  oilier  greto, 
Joining  a  corsair's  areto, 
£Ver  tlje  liark  0ea  I  fteto 

tlje  marauliers. 
teas  tl)e  life  toe  Jet> ; 
p  ttje  souls  tljat 
JEan])  tije  I)^tt0  tijat 
our  stern 


,  •.-;-  • 


ira 


VII 

a  toassail-bout 
tlje  long  Minter  out ; 
£)ften  our  milmigljt  sijout 
jfcet  tije  rocks  crotoing, 
&$  toe  tlje  Berserk^  tale 
JEeasureti  in  cups  of  ale, 
Draining  tlje  oaken  paii, 
jfiilei  to  o^rftotoing. 


tlje  biue^epefc  matt), 
,  pet  Ijaif  afraii, 
in  tlje  forests  sljafce 
Our  boius  toere 
Slntier  its  loosenei  best 
jfluttereti  Ijer  little  breast, 
birtis  toitljin  tljeir  nest 
tlje  Ijatok  frigljteti. 


in  ijer  father's  tjail 
01eamel>  upon  ttje  toali, 
san0  ttje  minstrels  all, 
Cljanting 
SStljen  of  oiti 


1 


JEute  liiti  tlje  minstrels  stant> 
Ijear  mp  storp. 


tlje  broton  ale  Ije  quaffei, 
2touti  tljen  tlje  Campion 
as  tlje  toinli^u$t0  tuaft 

brigtjtlj), 

tlje  iouti  iau01j  of  scorn, 
of  ti)ose  iip0  unsljorn, 
jTrom  tlje  ieep 

tije  foam  J 


XIII 

Ijafc  E  put  to  sea, 
tlje  mail)  toitl)  me,- 
jfairest  of  aJi  teas 

tlje  Norsemen  !- 
ou  tlje  toljite  sea^stranli, 
Mlabing  tjts  armefc  IjauD, 
toe  olli  t)iJliebrauli, 
ttoentp 


XIV 

"Cfjen  Jaunetjeli  tljep  to 
Bent  like  a  reel)  ead)  mast, 
|)et  toe  toere  gaining  fast, 

OTtjen  tlje  toinfo  failel)  us; 
,3tnl)  toitt)  a  sul)l»en  flato 
Came  rounl)  tl)e  gustp  J»kato, 

tljat  our  foe  toe  sato 

as  ije  ijaileli  us. 


",1tnti  as  to  catelj  tlje  0ale 
Kounfc  beerei  tlje  flappin 
!  teas  tl)e 

toitljaut  quarter! 
toitl)  iron  keel 
toe  ijer  ribs  of  steel ; 
iDoton  Ijer  bkek  tjuik  iiti  reel 
ttje  blaek  toater! 


ill.  I/til 


latien, 
open  main 
again, 
ijurritane 


XVII 

iTijree  toeeks  toe  toesttoari  bore, 
toijen  tije  storm  toas  o'er, 
toe  0ato  tlje 

to  ieetoarb; 

Cljere  for  mp  Jat>Dfs!  botoer 
Built  E  tlje  loft])  totoer, 
,  to  tljis  ber^  tjour, 
looking  seatoarfc. 


XVIII 

libei  toe  man])  pears; 
ftnte  ft  net)  tije  maifcen's  tears; 
forgot  ijer  fears, 
toas  a  mottjer; 
?DeatI)  eiosei  Ijer  tniJli  blue  epes, 
Unier  tljat  totoer  stje  Jtes; 
5Hefer  stjail  ttje  sun  arise 
On  sud)  another! 


XIX 

"j&tiil  greto  mp  bosom  ttjen, 
j5>tiJi  as  a  stagnant  fen! 
Sjateful  to  me  toere  men, 

fije  sunJigijt  IjatefuJ. 
In  tfje  bast  forest  tjere, 
CJat>  in  mp  toarJike  gear, 
jfeJi  I  upon  mp  spear, 

A  fceatl)  teas  grateful ! 


XX 

"3Tl)us,  seameti  toitt)  manp  scars 
Bursting  tijese  prison  bars, 
Up  to  its  natibe  stars 
JEp  soul  asceniei! 
3Ti)ere  from  the  flotointf  botoJ 

<*  *%j 

Deep  Drinks  ttje  toarriorfs  souJ, 
to  tl)e  jHortijianD !  skoal! 
—  3Tl)us  tlje  tale  entieD. 


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TO     THE     LAST     STANZA 


Skoal! 

In  Scandinavia,  this  is  the  customary  salutation  when  drinking  a 
health.  I  have  slightly  changed  the  orthography  of  the  word,  in  order 
to  preserve  the  correct  pronunciation. 


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